Cassandra
I placed my hand on his chest to stop his advancement, sighing softly. “Zane. We…we need to talk.”
His dark smirk faded slowly into thoughtfulness. There was a silence for a long moment, before he met my gaze again. “You're right. We do need to talk. I noticed you were kind of avoiding me all day.”
“I just don't know what to make of this… between us…I just…” I faltered, looked away and wrapped my arms around my body as if bracing for rejection. “Zane, I don't know if—”
“Cassandra.” He moved closer, trailing one hand down my cheek. “We had s*x. It wasn't an accident. I was fully aware of every event that led up to those moments, fully aware of everything I was doing in between them too. And so were you. I really do want you, and yes, things have changed. You are not just the m
